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Zhou An set off early in the morning and arrived quickly according to the location given by Huang Zhongliang.

This is a newly built 4A office building located in the center of the city, surrounded by a bustling business district, with convenient transportation and high standards.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you have money now, the price is more expensive, and you can't stay here for long, and when it develops in the future, you will definitely build your own company building.

Zhou An believes that it won't take long.

Nine.

Zhou An and Huang Zhongliang saw the management property of this office building, and after some investigation and discussion, they basically settled down and rented an entire floor of the 18th floor.

In the early stage, Huang Zhongliang's work was sufficient, and Zhou An was very satisfied with this place, and he didn't need to decorate, add some office equipment, and he could settle in directly.

Without any hesitation, I directly initialed the agreement with the property and paid the intention money.

Zhou An settled the name of the company, and it was called Jingshen Technology.

As for the rest of the process, it will all be handed over to Huang Zhongliang to run.

"You go to run the company's process, the registered capital is tentatively set at 100 million, and people in various positions, you recruit, first put up the shelf."

"The technical drawings of the first generation of robots, I can give them to you now, and you can apply for a patent."

"The company's equity ratio, I'll give you three points."

……

Zhou An made a quick decision and set the core things of these companies.

Huang Zhongliang was speechless, but his eyes were shining.

He knew that Zhou An trusted him, but he didn't expect that he would trust him.

This kind of trust made him a little flattered.

And he is also excited about what he is about to do.

Huang Zhongliang looked at Zhou An, there was a warm current surging in his heart, and his idea was very simple and simple-the king treated me as a countryman, and I will repay him as a countryman.

……

When it comes to transferring a large amount of money, you need to go to the bank to handle it.

There is a building near this office building, and the first floor is the bank, and Zhou An took Huang Zhongliang to transfer money to him.

With Zhou An's current net worth, the bank has already quietly promoted him to VIP, and he can directly enter the VIP room without queuing.

Under the extremely gentle and thoughtful service of the young and beautiful teller, Zhou An got it all done in about half an hour.

The lobby manager personally sent him out of the door, respectfully.

Coming out of the bank, Zhou An looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and stretched.

It's like a world away.

Achieving CEO, marrying Bai Fumei, and walking to the pinnacle of life, this sentence is about career, love, and ideals.

So far, I have achieved two items, and there is only one item left.

In front of the trash can next to the bank, Zhou An and Huang Zhongliang smoked cigarettes.

"My task is complete, and the rest will be left to you, I may not come to the company often, a few times a month."

"You don't have to ask me everything, just do what you think is right."

Zhou An gave him a preventive injection in advance, and his tone was very frank.

Huang Zhong nodded, he took a deep breath, tilted his head, and his eyes seemed to be slightly red.

Huang Zhongliang felt that he must have been a good person in his last life, and he would have such good fortune in this life.

When he reached middle age and his business went bankrupt, he thought that it would be difficult to get up in this life, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, God gave him a big gift.

Such an experience made Huang Zhongliang feel like a dream.

"Mr. Zhou, look at my performance."

He looked at Zhou An seriously and nodded solemnly.

Zhou An smiled.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, heh, I like this title, okay, so be it. Let's go have a meal, I'll leave in the afternoon. ”

Huang Zhong nodded.

In order to celebrate the establishment of the company, the two found a fairly high-end restaurant nearby, with a window seat on the second floor, waiting for the food to be served.

Through the window, Zhou An looked downstairs.

Downstairs is a Starbucks, and on the small table outside the door, a faintly familiar figure.

It seems to be Zhao Huaxia.

Across from him sat a woman.

And on a table not far from the two of them, there was a middle-aged man wearing a hat, whose face was Ji Ping, as if he was a wingman on a blind date.

Could this woman be Susan?

Zhou An guessed so in his mind, and at the same time thought that the two phone calls Zhao Huaxia made to him last night should be about today's events, but unfortunately he missed it.

It's a coincidence.

I didn't receive a call from him, but now I'm rushing together.

At this moment, Zhou An is not in a hurry, Zhao Huaxia and Ji Ping are here, both of them are old foxes, they know in their hearts, and they go by themselves, but it is counterproductive.

The waiter served the food, and Zhou An swallowed it slowly, looking at the scene below.

Zhao Huaxia and Susan seemed to have a good conversation, both of them had smiles on their faces, and when Zhou An was almost finished eating, the two seemed to be finished talking.

Susan got up and walked outside.

Zhao Huaxia sent her.

Ji Ping looked at the backs of the two and disappeared at the corner of the street, then he stood up and walked out slowly.

Zhou An took out his mobile phone and dialed Ji Ping's number.

"Where's the coffee?"

Zhou An said with a smile.

Ji Ping was stunned for a moment, looked around, and heard Zhou An's voice on the phone: "I'm in this hot pot restaurant downstairs, you come up and eat together." ”

Soon, Ji Ping went upstairs and sat down.

"What's going on?" Zhou An asked with a smile.

Ji Ping couldn't help but glance at Huang Zhongliang.

Huang Zhongliang also ate almost enough, stood up with a very good look, and said, "You talk, I'll go first." ”

Zhou An nodded.

Ji Ping sighed slightly and whispered, "The two can't talk." Susan is very alert and only talks about feelings, not business. I recorded it for you. ”

As he spoke, Ji Ping took out a voice recorder and earplugs and handed them to Zhou An.

Zhou An listened silently.

The conversation between Zhao Huaxia and Susan was not nutritious, they tested each other and greeted each other warmly.

Susan seemed to be deliberately avoiding something, and whenever Zhao Huaxia talked about the Red Notice, God, and the shadow, Susan would talk about other things and divert the topic.

Such a conversation made Zhou An also feel puzzled.

What the hell is going on?

After nearly two hours of recording, the two of them were talking nonsense, and they didn't say anything serious, Zhou An pressed fast forward all the way, and it took almost half an hour to listen to it.

Ji Ping picked up a bowl of rice, put down his chopsticks, and said with some doubts: "Why hasn't Lao Zhao called me yet, sent someone for so long, and talked about his feelings?" ”

He dialed Zhao Huaxia's phone, but no one answered at all.

Ji Ping suddenly realized that something seemed wrong with the situation, he glanced at Zhou An, stood up suddenly, and hurriedly ran downstairs.

Zhou An was stunned for a moment, but also dropped a few hundred yuan, and quickly followed him downstairs.

A few minutes later.

At another street corner, near the direction of the bank, Ji Ping and Zhou An saw an extremely shocking scene.

Countless pink renminbi fluttered in the air, like butterflies.

On the ground, many people are grabbing money and picking up money, and they are all crazy.

There are also onlookers, who seem to be relatively calm and are discussing.

"Robbing the bank...... Scattered all the money ......"

"Killed a ...... man"

"Why haven't the police come yet?"

Faintly hearing the content of their conversation, Zhou An and Ji Ping glanced at each other, their hearts were beating wildly, they spread their feet, and strode towards the door of the bank.